Today's hot spring day reminds me of you.
The nice wind, the break from the cold stormy days that hold snow and rain heavy in the air with dense dark clouds.
The grass is brighter, the air feels lighter, the depression melts away with the snow and the world feels more open.
You made me feel free, light on my feet, with a certain type of heat that feels heavy and yet comfortable, real raw devotional passion thats as hot as the sun.
You always used to say that you were the moon while I was the sun, brightening your life. But honestly, I think your the sun, your passion radiates and resonates with others, and when you put your mind to it, you can build and help anyone or anything.Your love burns hot and painful, like the sun.
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Sparks in the Dark
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